THE FATAL FORCE 37
PACHAD.
I have heard you as a god
Immutable.
CHORUS.
Thou art as proud and calm
As statued Memnon. Thou art more than god
And less than man. Thine eyelids tremble not.
PACHAD.
I shall avenge it as a god. The land
Shall be made free.
AMENHATEP.
And the old gods have sway,
Re-born from incorruption.
PACHAD.
The old gods!
- I must muse deeply. Keep your ancient ways
A little. I must play the part through so.
CHORUS.
In the ways of the North and the South,
Whence the dark and the dayspring are drawn,
We pass with the song of the mouth
Of the notable Lord of the Dawn.
Unto Ra, the desire of the East, let the clamour of
singing proclaim
The fire of his name!